The Creators Biggest Pride Lyrics - Singles - Illnath

The sun sets at last, sliding slowly and silently down 

'Low the horizon in the west, where a small house lies... 

The puppet-man is ending his workday, as the starlight peak through the 

clouds 

He's worked all day and says goodnight to his dolls before he close the door 

He lives alone in this house, and it's his home and a way of living 

Though he thought he knew all the secrets of his house, there's more... 

'Cause tonight... the puppets are roaming the room 

In spite... of being creatures of iron and wood 

They live as well as you and I 

Though driven by other forces inside 

And tonight the creator's biggest pride 

Will make his way through the door and charge to take the puppet-man's life 

Now the doll runs through the living-room 

And he's hiding in the dimly faded gloom 

Now he's approaching the bed 

And won't leave until the body is dead 

But the creator awakes before the doll can fulfill the task 

And he's paralyzed in amazement as he sees his hand-made mask 

Of the horrifying devil he made 

Once so many years ago 

And he cannot even scream as the knife 

Rips through his throat 

He'll never again be put back on that shelf 

"Kill the flesh! Kill the flesh!" screaming to himself 

The doll is standing above the puppet-maker's corpse 

The devil-mask covered in blood and gore 

Silently standing, looking down 

With the dripping knife still in his hand 

Now he turns and he sees the door 

He's tasted blood and is thirsty for more 

The rain is cleansing his mask as he runs through the night alone 

He's shaking in tension as he's heading for the town. 

[Solo] 

'Cause tonight... the puppets are killing in town 

And the villagers are lying in bloodstained nighting-gowns 

And now as they all have become alive 

They are immortal and cannot die 

And tonight the creator's biggest pride 

Will run into the world and try to take mortal men's life 

He's hunting at night. Watch out for open windows 

He's hunting at night. Perhaps you should stay inside? 

He's hunting at night 

[The creator's biggest pride - Comments] 

[A most funny song to work on. It turned out quite infant and childish, with the sheer wickedness and evil which are found in classical King, Fulci and Argento movies and with a pinch of Tales from the Crypt. I don't really have a clue why the lyric turned out like it did, but I have a sneaking feeling that the song made me do it. It's just perfect how the doll sneaks trough the living-room and hides in the dimly faded gloom...] 

[- Narrenschiff]